So.

The Host Club is eating my life much in the same way, I suspect, as Alternity is eating some of my other friends' lives.

This is in some ways a good thing and in some ways a bad thing. I have a desperately active mind and need to keep it occupied, or I get depressed. And I pretty much got depressed for over a year while we were moving.

I am no longer depressed. Turning the tiny game that one of the other (departed) players started into a gigantic, powerful piece of roleplay has been an achievement I'm pleased with. I have since restructured it to give a bunch of the other players more responsibility (yay) and less for me (yay, because I am not Kyouya Ootori, even if I play him online).

Still working on fixing proper boundaries, but dear God. I needed that on so many counts. Now I need to figure out how to balance it, because I still dearly love it, and want to keep it as part of my life. I have the best players, OMG, and have made the best friends. But I need time and space to take care of my life too, now that my brain is ticking along again.